Realm of Power

"Pa" A wooden raft fence trembled violently under the violent impact of the Mamunuk knight. The knight raised the knight's heavy sword in his hand with some contempt, and slashed hard at the makeshift wooden raft. , broken wood flew, half of the wood flew into the air, spun a few times and then rolled down into the raised soil.

"Portoliso, stop dawdling there, now is not the time to clear the obstacles!" A Mamunuk knight flew past him, and thousands of Mamunuk knights wearing heavy armor were swarming towards him. The slope behind the wooden fence,

This is the second line of defense that has just been captured. The war horse roars, the knight's armor shines dazzlingly in the sun, and the tip of the ice spear is dyed red with blood. The thin northern army's defense line is under several impacts. Already in disarray, broken spears and corpses lay scattered behind the wooden platoon. The Salander infantry followed the queue of Mamunuk knights, advancing like a wall, with towering spears and shield walls. Like scales,

Some scattered arrow clusters were shot from the opposite side of them from time to time, but were blocked by the shields in the hands of these Mamunuk knights, or simply could not penetrate their heavy armors. After making a crisp impact, they were light and airy. fall

"Sir, our army has cleared the barrier outside the wooden castle!"

In the Salander army formation, General Mamunuk, who just asked about welfare, now had a proud smile on his face. He hurriedly ran over from the front, rode his horse in front of Moleh, and reported the report excitedly.

"Did the troops suffer any losses?" Moleh pulled his horse and asked with concern.

"Your Majesty, you don't need this." The commander of the Mamunuk Army waved his arms and reported in a disdainful tone. "The Northern Army on the opposite side is simply a vulnerable mob. Although it has more than 7,000 troops, it is actually capable of fighting. Less than half of

Many shooters turned around and fled in panic before our warriors could get close to them. Their speed was so fast that we, the Mamunuk knights, didn't even have time to clear the wooden fence. Such an army is simply It’s a joke, I don’t know how the Wild Wolf Housalis could lose to such an opponent! "

It's ridiculous that they still want to resist the wave impact of our nearly 4,000 Mamunuk knights. This resulted in their thin infantry line being greatly embarrassed before the battle began. Three defensive belts spaced 50 meters apart, even In less than 2 hours, two of them have been completely defeated by our heroic Mamunuks. The last one can be broken in an hour at most. I believe that our army can defeat it at noon. Directly under the wooden castle"

"Okay!" Moleh waved his riding whip with joy and said loudly, "Now you know why I have always advocated using force against the north! Because these northerners are like this. Only a sharp sword can teach them what it means to be a The nobles should have the humility and respect for His Majesty the Sultan. In front of the great His Majesty the Sultan, they are just a group of humble servants. If one day, these servants want to overpower the great master, then they will only be greeted by the anger of death! "

In the tower of Molenburg, Fatty was also looking at the battle situation in front of him with a calm face. It was going smoothly. The three temporary wooden platoon defense lines were just a cover. Although there seemed to be a lot of troops deployed behind them, But most of the troops would choose to retreat after hearing the trumpet blowing from the fortress. According to the original plan, they would retreat from one fence to the row of fences behind.

"Time flies so fast!"

The fat man held on to the fence of the arrow tower, withdrew his bright eyes from the battlefield, raised his head and looked at the sky. The bright sun was already close to the noon line.

The Salander army below had just pushed to the third line of defense. Loud and loud shouts of killing filled the oncoming wind. A Mamunuk knight was hit by a cluster of arrows coming from the oncoming side. The war horse rolled and fell. Behind him, thousands of Mamunuk cavalry were like a large dark cloud, almost occupying the slope in front of Molenburg.

Thousands of Salander light infantry wearing white helmets were swarming from between the broken wooden fences. The dense sharp spears were held high, shining with blood-colored luster in the sun. The small round shields in their hands were stacked on top of each other. Together, like flipping fish scales

"Sir, when will we fight back?" Isaste, the leader of the Longbow Flag, came from under the arrow tower. His heavy steps seemed a little impatient, and his face was full of dissatisfaction.

The archers arranged behind the wooden fence, in addition to some of the local Salander soldiers recruited by Lazar, are also part of his longbowmen. It is necessary to let these longbowmen of Ciwa who have made outstanding achievements in the war in the north and south in one place. It is not easy to pretend to be anxious when the arrow is not released.

"What, can't wait?" The fat man turned his face, comforted him a few words, raised his finger and pointed at the densely packed Salander army below, and said with a smile, "From my perspective, when do you think we should launch Fight back?"

Isaac's face was stunned for a moment. He looked in the direction of the fat man's finger with puzzled eyes. His eyes suddenly opened wide with an expression of disbelief.

How is that possible! "Isaste couldn't help but gasped when he looked at the scene in front of him. The place pointed by the fat man was exactly the direction where Salander's army was attacking. It can be seen that these temporary wooden fences did not seem to be strong. , and sometimes even be knocked down by a single blow from the heavily armored Mamunuk knight.

But their arrangement is very interesting. The wooden stakes are inserted deeply according to the inclination angle of the slope. The tips are thick at the bottom, like rows of sharp barbs growing out of the mountain.

The lower row is more than 200 meters long, but the last one is only less than 40 meters long. It is completely an inverted funnel with a narrow bottom and a wide bottom. Salander's army is like sand shaking in this huge funnel.

Every time you pass a fence. will be cut down one level, and the number of enemies who can reach the front line is getting smaller and smaller. It has unknowingly fallen into an imperceptible limit point. Those barb-like wooden stakes have made Saran The German army, in addition to continuing to move forward,

"My lord, this is incredible..." Isastai shouted with a trembling voice. He had followed the fat man in the war for several years, but it was the first time he could see the entire battlefield situation so clearly from a certain angle. Second-rate,

Salander's infantry of tens of thousands mixed with thousands of horses, like an old man who has lost all his teeth, most of the soldiers are meaninglessly crowded on the slope leading to the next fence.

It was cut into several pieces by the wooden raft fence stranded on the hillside, and countless armors made the sound of collision.

The infantry spear held up by Pei was wet with the adhering fog and sparkled with dazzling light.

It seems that he has taken the initiative in the battle and continuously conquered several lines of defense. In fact, he has unknowingly stepped into the trap of death.